...He wouldn't give a damn if you were good enough, you idiot.
[His hands curled into fists, out of frustration rather than anger at Caesar or anything else.]
I didn't have to die to figure out what I did. I was stupid and I wanted revenge, so I ran straight into a fight I couldn't win alone. I didn't even come close, I 'wasn't good enough' from the start. I was never 'good enough', and I even lost most of the fights I got into. [He gestured to the scars on his face, twisted by a half-forming scowl of frustration.]
You think it matters? Like he'll just stop giving a damn about you because you think you didn't do enough? I wish it was that easy. But this isn't something measured on 'was I good enough' or 'was I useful to you' or 'did I help at all', it's...it's...
[He trailed off, pressing a hand to his face. Which of them was he even lecturing now?]
no subject
[His hands curled into fists, out of frustration rather than anger at Caesar or anything else.]
I didn't have to die to figure out what I did. I was stupid and I wanted revenge, so I ran straight into a fight I couldn't win alone. I didn't even come close, I 'wasn't good enough' from the start. I was never 'good enough', and I even lost most of the fights I got into. [He gestured to the scars on his face, twisted by a half-forming scowl of frustration.]
You think it matters? Like he'll just stop giving a damn about you because you think you didn't do enough? I wish it was that easy. But this isn't something measured on 'was I good enough' or 'was I useful to you' or 'did I help at all', it's...it's...
[He trailed off, pressing a hand to his face. Which of them was he even lecturing now?]
...fuck.